“While you were ordering off Amazon, I built the tallest tower of blocks. I thought you would have been proud. While you were posting a photo on Instagram, I was twirling like a princess to make you feel better because you were having a bad day.”
“My 16-year-old daughter pointed to each of us. She put out her hand, palm up. No lie, I was confused. Why did she have her hand out? Did she want a high-five? Was she looking for money? There had to be something wrong. She placed them on the table, screen down, and then made eye contact with us. I mean, ACTUAL eye contact. I stared at her, hanging onto every-single-word.”
“Their father is nowhere in sight. They have no way of contacting their parents. Michael is getting nervous. ‘We’re going to ask that policeman if we can use his phone,’ she says bravely. They approach the officer. Michael is afraid to speak. So is Emma.”
“I’m not talking about the super-hyped wipe-warmer or overrated Diaper Genie. I’m talking about the simple pleasures that truly make us #blessed.”
A 2016 study noted we touch our cell phones 2,617 times a day.